Standing in Ganming Hall, she even hoped that Liu Xuefei would become successful and famous.

When Xiang Xinci thought of this, his subordinates suddenly stopped doing it—

Liang Gongxu couldn't get touched, so he woke up slowly and arched into her arms in a daze, like a kitten, and had to continue touching.

Xiang Xinci nodded his forehead with laughter and tears, and continued to caress her back. When she was in power, she had never thought about national affairs. Now she was not, but she was worried about the future of the world.

So, can she sit on it with justification... Xu Xu... Xu Xu is a friend...

Liang Gongxu was unable to touch her, and he slowly rubbed her upwards anxiously, untied his clothes.

Xiang Xinci held his hand, his voice soft and gentle: "Someone."

Liang Gongxu opened his eyes, and his hazy gaze was not serious or concerned. He continued to rub her body temperature childishly, his body wrapped around her flexible and bonelessly, and held her hand in confusion to him.

Mingxiluo's heart was instantly stirred. The situation in front of him reminded him of the scene that day without control. Her half-open clothes and skin as thin as white jade...

Mingxiluo tried his best to restrain himself... lowered his head and thought about the serious business. The Fourth Highness, Miss Seventh and the several notes I wrote today. What does Miss Seven want? Family, country and the world?

Something he was hooked away from his thoughts, and he quickly pulled them back! What he wanted to do must not fail here. His current performance is his capital to settle down. If he doesn't want to become a toy, he will recognize the current facts.

Xiang Xinci was itchy when he rubbed her. The faint fragrance made her feel ready to move, as if she was pulling him down and was wrapped around him. The fragrance on his body was filled with the breath. His hand unconsciously hugged his too thin waist tightly and slipped into him...

Mincilo's nerves immediately broke down, if...

"Ahem—"

Ming Xiluo instantly came back to his senses, the breeze and the moon were bright, and the silk was still moving.

Xiang Xinci also woke up a little, even: "Don't make a fuss..." His voice was soft and powerless.

Ming Xiluo's thoughts trembled for a moment and returned to tranquility.

Xiang Xinci was soaked by his fragrance that she pushed him away a little.

Liang Gongxu immediately came up, relentlessly, and was extremely clingy.

Xiang Xinci had no choice: "Let Ming Ganzhong go out and wait for a while..." He gently placed him on the couch, and actually cherished tenderness: "Is it just a fuss... you asked for it..."

Ming Xiluo stood outside, his cold expression getting colder and colder. He couldn't even control himself, so he wanted to turn around and leave!

A quarter of an hour passed and he stood outside.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and he was still standing outside.

After a while, the door was pushed open and Father Shoukang came out: "Miss Seven invites you in."

Xiang Xinci was cleaned and sat neatly at the long table, with tea fog curling on the table.

Liang Gongxu lay on her lap, covered with a quilt, and fell asleep.

Mingxiluo stood far away without looking at him.

Xiang Xinci didn't know what to say to him for a moment? Why did she ask him to come in? The play he wrote was good, she summoned him, and then? Then: "Reward a hundred taels of silver from Ming ginseng, and leave."

Ming Xiluo looked up instantly. He waited for so long. Was he looking like he was missing a hundred taels: "Since Miss Seven is so generous, I will give Miss Seven a favor. The sunflower cannot be mixed with the sun, even if the light is sufficient, it will not appear in the four colors; indigo, wind blue, first green, peach red, and jasmine powder, although it is difficult to mix colors, if grafted simultaneously, because the flowering period is different, it is very likely to be sorted in a certain order, because these flowers are small and the ornamentality is not very good, but the lady is a dress, and it is not a style of messy style."

Xiang Xinci put down the teapot, indigo, wind blue, and peach rosé in his hand? Can the proportion of each color be artificially controlled? After the finished product, choose the most valuable context or overlap repeatedly? Which ones have you tried?

Xiang Xinci was eager to try, but she forgot that he also studied these things...

No, he learned these things because she liked them later. So what about now? When did he learn them? Recently? Why did Mingxiluo, who has not even had a flower house in the past two days?

An answer is about to come out, want to get it? Or... want to try it?

Well, selfish desires are always better than talking about hobbies.

Seeing that she was thinking but didn't know where she was flying, she said it was impossible to be angry: "Miss Seventh Miss thinks that the Left Minister of the Ministry of Revenue can escort 500,000 taels of silver to the south?"

Xiang Xinci looked at him immediately after hearing this: What does it mean?

Mincilo was satisfied.

Shoukang looked at him in disbelief. Who did he know? Why did he tell Miss Seven?

Ming Xiluo looked as old as before, and it was impossible to proceed step by step, so I spread it out, water canals, folk arts, and now, she didn't even remember who he is. This time - she must remember him: "Mr. Du, the Left Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, was a Jinshi in the early years of Zaide. He was very talented, upright, supported by many people, and the national policies and tax laws he formulated can be seen as being among the people. However, he was born in the Du family in the central region, entered the officialdom of 20 years, and was at the age of 40. He has never been in office for 20 years and has never seen refugees. Miss Seven thinks that Lord Du can bring money to the disaster area with his ambitions?"

Xiang Xinci looked at him.

Mingxiluo looked at her calmly and unyieldingly, waiting for her to debate.

Xiang Xinci was confused and tilted her head: "How to carry it?"

Shookang's chin hurts a little.

Mingxiluo looked at her in surprise, and faced her with her look that was not fake. Thinking about the documents in the court today, and finally thinking about what she has done all the time. Could it be that he was wrong? It was just that she ran into a dead mouse.

Xiang Xinci stopped teasing him and sat down: "I slandered the state affairs, pulled them out and chopped them up."

this!

"Can't you be able to control me?"

Shoukang didn't dare: "What are you doing when you are standing there? He took the person out and chopped him!"

Xiang Xinci pressed his chin and looked at him with interest as he was dragged to the door and still looked calm. Zhong Ling, who was so handsome, suddenly felt bored: "Let go."

Mingxilo ignored her bad taste.

Xiang Xinci poured him a cup of tea: "Come and sit."

“…”

"It's not about talking, how can I say it when I stand so far."

Ming Xiluo sat opposite her for the first time and saw the tea she poured. She sat upright and had a dignified and upright beauty. She did not fall between being virtuous or charming, and was a grand manner that was left aside everything and was a magnificent ambition. It could not be the manifestation of domineering spirit that was in control of the world.

"What do you miss me?"

Mingxiluo believed that he had not shown it.

Xiang Xinci knew him very well: "Why would Lord Ming tell me how the silver is transported in place?"

Ming Xiluo looked at the boy who was sleeping on her legs and was indistinguishable from male and female: "As far as the official knows, Miss Seven's marriage was decided by the Rong family."

Xiang Xinci smiled. If Xu Xu didn't accept his words, he was still a child, so it was too early to say this.

"The Queen is weak, and the fourth prince in the fetus has been drinking medicine since she was born."

Oh? She was wrong and reminded her not to leave the fourth prince and Liu Zi. She wanted to choose, and also choose other princes, and then kill the older one and Liu Xiao Xiao: "My Lord Ming, should you talk about money?"

Ming Xiluo wanted to say something, but it was too early: "Going south is the sphere of influence of the Minister of Personnel, which cannot be extended to the Duke's Mansion. The Master of the Mu family of the Ministry of Personnel will control it..." He looked at the people on her leg, and the meaning was self-evident: "If it were Lord Du to supervise, 80% of the money was scraped off, and 20% of the money was left to the disaster area. It was the best result."

"What if I want to get three?"

Ming Xiluo looked at Master Shou Kang: "It's better to let Master Shou tell you what he meant by fantasy."

If you cannot do it, you cannot do it. The slave is just a eunuch, eunuch...

Xiang Xinci knew it was impossible. She didn't understand, but she really wanted to do something, so she believed in it: "Mr. Ming thinks how many layers of scrape are the best result?"

"Sixty percent."

Xiang Xinci rubbed his eyebrows: "You should sing a song and let me be quiet."

Mingxiluo ignored her, his eyes fell on the uneasy person who was sleeping. Such a face and body... no matter how you look, it was ridiculous that he sat here.

"Have we seen it well by Xu Xu?"

"Miss Seventh, think about money."

"My prosperous and beautiful clothes are still a little silver..."

"Miss Seven thought that when playing house, the treasury was earned?"

"Um?"

Ming Xiluo didn't want to drink a cup of tea, and he would choke to death after drinking it. He would not get any result even if he devoted himself to it, especially in Daliang: "The stock and things that cannot be sold in Shengshi Huachang were accumulated, and he found a person to pray for the fourth prince. The silver and silver were divided into two ways. The Mu family escorted Lord Du to supervise him. Whoever bought and whoever gave him the power to govern the southern county government was sent."

"Then I'll just be self-respecting."
Chapter completed!